*Verse: 1 Welcome to New Trev City II its been a minute though, I was tryna give the world the right antidote I was stuck between saving up and going broke, Lost Fawnte that's when I got my heart broke Sorry Kenya, Trenell and Sabrina I ain't mean it Hoping y'all can forgive me I had a black heart, Though it was real love I let it fall apart I take all blame, I was a man apart That's my bad side, get it from my dad's side Girly with the ass high I'ma have to pass on Cause I found a woman who love me without a question A lot of people tryna put on for my birth place Some don't know my name but they know my birthday I was 56 & Runnin' like a muhfucka, tryna rap my way up out the J above these muhfuckas Feeling like Snoop when the east ain't had no love for em'... But still I rise, like a Pac song I just came for the comments eatin' popcorn I'm just tryna find my way thru the white fog I'ma nigga who don't wanna break a white law I don't wanna shake hands with a python I just wanna be the greatest like an icon I just wanna walk on air like my Nike's on I used to spend lonely nights with my right palm Beatin off with the same hand I write songs I'm so backwards, I seem to make my rights wrong Niggas had no guidance to guide us, we all lost souls Feeling like I live in the bible with thee apostles Seeing everything that is bad, I need me a blind fold Tryna keep my body from injuries like I'm Rondo But I'm still here and I still smile Welcome to New Trev City II startin now!

*Trevy Is Famous (verse 1) They wanna question who's the best out cause niggas walk with they chest out Its a game of tic tac toe in a second you goin' get x'd out It don't matter if the S out cause niggas pull from the left out, If that broad ain't in the gym when I'm shootin' she goin' get left out, I'm amazin' and I said it, ain't wrote a verse I regretted, Cause most of y'all sound pathetic believe me I checked the credits, Ya name, it wasn't mentioned, we hang around like a lynchin' Some sticky fingers be missin' when Uncle Ice in the kitchen... But yes I'm in the best shape of my life as an artist, I gotta bulls eye on my back so like the store I'ma target, I gotta bitter baby mom who's still stuck in the past, so I'm praying for her death and I hope that she crash, It may sound cruel but I'ma father that's scorn If you ain't listen to my side then you don't know what's going on but fuck it! I live where danger live, where Ricky Gaddis beat them kids, My niece, she lost her father in a fight somebody poked his ribs, Prodigy, died from a egg so many choked and lived, A lot of people pointed in court they don't deserve to live 5'10" small frame, same as my idol is, feeling like Radames walkin' round where my rivals live I ain't tryna fuck em' in they ass and throw em' off the bridge I'ma leave that shit to B.I.G. no baute boy no shitty dick Run when you see that red Jetta stopping like Ricky did You don't wanna pull up in that alley finding Ricky dead *Sniz Griz (verse 2) Half of y'all be fraudin' heroin pill poppin' fucking up your re-up for bitches and clothes shoppin' Gettin to these bags with my grind that's first option, Mr. Stay Clean but not ready for pine boxes 6x9 boxes keep it B.Hopkins, so what I'm sayin' I'ma fighter Louis yeah, yeah I'm like Joe but never been the average Joe And you Kenan, Kel niggas always been the average joke for real... Ever since my brother Boog got shot, I just look at life differently and kill all opps Like kill most cops, I'm real niggerate, real niggerish when its someone close you love you need revenge for this...

*Jo Dancer (verse 1) Yo, ayo, 30 Plus years with the life I lead catch me on the first I gotta feed em' from a far spoon How you goin' do for me, what you can't do for yourself I read between the lines, insert the lies Pollute the air inhalin' circulate the la', Gas mask sweep the street like like for lowers play razor tag Jo Dancer, jay u wit a cap, melodies on wax Let me talk my talk, when I'm zoning they try to hold me back On the go, when I see the green and then I gotta go Bruce Leroy super saiyan, a yo I got the glow Bomb like Saddam Iran on Benjamin yo Sidebar suite and tie Quran toting attired y'all Backstabbers jaw tap ya, feel the back lashing 400 hundred years of being rejected on a war path Maybe wrong to you, I'm on a right y'all on the wrong path Yo spazz for the funds resurrect passion of the Christ Original like edomites the ritual plus rappers life Rapper's delight now we got Dancer and Trevy on tracks Real recognize ways under fitted shades come with glossy eyes Critics criticize assert as my demise on a different plane none of y'all the same Wash ya betel plane, drop a couple hits now none of y'all the same How they maker sell they soul for the fame *Trevy Is Famous (verse 2) I'm so amazin' like the grace when the food get blessed If you fuckin' with that dope, you goin' chose yo death Bow yo head, close ya eyes you lived another 24, If you lived to see 20, you should pray for 20 more In and out of jail the hard headed don't learn You be Smokey with that product til you facing the Worm Its strictly business like Parrish with the green-eyed Serm Word to Dancer we ain't fuckin' with the P.I.Germs I'm so far a head of these niggas, these little simpeltons Rottweiler Dolla keeps the pistol by his crippled limb You don't want them coming with that black thing to zip you in, Niggas wanna puff on your meds, ain't put a nickle in Tongue in the air, the only time you taste a win A dead relative in a pic, my only faithful friend I hear death knockin' I ain't lettin' ol' faithful in It cost to get in heaven but in hell you can pay with sin *Rottweiler Dolla (verse 3) We back nigga, I was giving y'all a rest now it's time to show y'all, y'all fuckin' wit the best I was moving shit while you was sucking on the breast I'ma fast ball, yo ass can't catch It's too much for me, not really, I'ma on my Khalid shit call me Billy You really wanna fuck with shit you can't handle, I'm hot nigga, I'm burning like a candle It's amazing I know it for a fact, let me tell you again, I can bring it back Its amazing I know it for a fact, but at this time that shit is to ya back I'ma hood nigga, it's understood nigga, I feel like I can leave you in the woods nigga Left for dead, body all missing, I'm still walking my way to the riches *Riqo Blakk (verse 4) Sound like some Prodigy and Havoc shit, I gotta mob that roll deep and they'll shoot a nigga up on some addict shit Semi automatic shit, so advise you take shelter on some Mekiah Phifer or B.Rabbit shit I'm west end affiliated, I just lost my step daughter in July and I'm still not rehabilitated My state of mind is like a black screen so if you want that smoke I'll Fetty Wop you and your trap queen Niggas on the book talkin' J-town this and J-town that, fuck it, bring J-town back I rock a trojan sweat suite with a J-town hat so keep my city out ya mouth or get J-town smacked I ain't plan with you nut ass nigga, tryna spar with a shark when you a dolphin, J.Cut ass niggas You try to separate Riq from the fake to get loyalty so keep that in mind and I swear you'll get more of me

Sorry Mr. him and them, but I refuse to work for the minimum, rather take my chances with these synonyms I may not sell like Eminem but I'ma find a way to win, they tell me that I'm nuts like the two I got dangling Dirty like Burfict but I ain't out bengalin', Outkast of my city I'ma J-town alien, They tell me I should stop I should let somebody younger in, but I'ma starvin artist and I gotta let my hunger win 1 through 9 will always fall under 10, opportunity is knockin' I'ma let that fucker in Negativity is plottin', I'ma send a shot to him My man bout to score only right I pass the rock to him I speak in 3rd person so its hard for you to talk to him You can get a gram in a insta if you follow him I want a bunch of dead Caucasians on that blue paper, try to take mines, I'ma have to Bobby Boucher ya! Started out a hundrednaire, moved to a thousandnaire, tryna be a millionaire, retire as a billionaire But I ain't gonna get it dropping fries, flipping burgers here, I ain't throwing shade at ya hustle if you working there But that is not for me, I refuse to take an order there I feel I'm worth more and to me the pay is shorter there It's really hard to save surrounded by needy niggas We used to feed the children now we're feeding greedy niggas See I just wanna to make it to cable with TV niggas (tv niggas, tv niggas, tv niggas)... I'm finished...

*Verse: 1 Big glasses, green eyes, the kid with the uni-brow met you back in 93 when we was both juveniles We used to bully Sam Hart in the Westside halls, we was Coopersdale and Spect in the Westside halls Peep'd ya last name its the same one as my pop's I learned that we was first cousins cause your mom and my pops You told me bout my bro and sis and showed me they pics I prolly never would of met em' if you didn't exist Remember you would get Sam to sneak porn from Deac When aunt Wendy wasn't home we was sneaking a peak Remember you and Brandon fought cause you called his mom a bitch he called your mom one too but really cuz you started it You caught em' outside in the rain after detention I broke it up quick to avoid a suspension On my life can't nobody tell a story like Mike I'll light 34 candles just to wish you to life *Verse: 2 Adulthood kicked in we're all grown up, we was dealing in the streets with hopes of changing our luck Somehow you took a detour but came right back then I learned of your talent you was gifted with rap I still got our first songs that we recorded at App's, and the last one we did when we was down J-Pad's When I listened to your flow, you remind me of Rock, you admired his style he was one of the best Where we're from you was amongst the few lyricists left Then trouble started lurkin' another detour came They locked you up for a robbery when Dave got slain We knew it wasn't you, but Veg got blamed But then the Sun came out before your son came out you had a beautiful daughter you kept taking about It didn't work with you and Gina But Jeneal came next, she gave you your first son a gift you'll never forget *Verse: 3 You got your weight up in the gym lookin' healthy as ever, I wish the demons that you fought, we could've fought em' together The last time that we spoke was when my brother came in, we took our last fam pic when uncle Jeff walked in On May 13th... I awoke from a nap I got the news from my bro that left my heart on my lap I starred at my phone then I ran upstairs I was crying like a baby didn't hold back tears Later on I seen Doug he was half of himself, His baby brother gone, the other half of himself When I hugged Aunt Wendy she could hardly react Uncle Jeff lost a son that he could never get back On the day of your funeral I ain't really wanna go I didn't want to say goodbye I wanted to say hello Your youngest child don't understand that you're gone The only time he'll hear your voice is when he's playing your songs

*Verse: 1 Thanks for tuning in to New Trev City II I hope you got your ears wet This was only a sample of what'll come next, feel like I'm fuckin' in line cause I'ma cum next I spent time and money throughout the process I lost a cousin that's close throughout the process I stop speaking to friends throughout the process I trashed a lot of my songs throughout the process I done suffered some troubles throughout the process Sleezy caught 6 in the back throughout the process The nigga called the cops on hisself throughout the process I wanna go deep in the story but its a process Please don't mind I'm just telling you about the process Feel I'm on now, not tryna be offset I hope ya ears enjoyed this whole project I'm onmyhiphopish you can ask J.E.S. I got more in stored watch what I drop next T.I.F...